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Natasha yawned as she sat up in her bed the light seeping in threw the white lacey curtens and landing on the creamy carpet. She looked around examining every detail of the room. "where am I" she whispered a slight frown playing on her lips as she pulled the covers to the side. "why am I....." her eyebrows nitted as she stood up her long hair the only thing to cover her pail form. Her powder blue eyes carefully taking in her suroundings as she walked over to a large wordrobe. Its oak doors carefully carved in the shape of falling ribon and roses. Carefully she reached out a small pail hand to the rose shaped handle and opened it. Nothing.... nothing but a flowing white silk dress the light embroydery at the cuffs made to look like a creeping vine. Natasha lifted the dress up off of the hanger and gently lifted it over her head. The dress slid down her body slowly with a rustle of fabric. "At least now I'm not....."
"naked?" a low voice rumbled behind her and she whirled around.
"Who?"
"am I? I'm the lord of this castle" the voice whispered from the shadows as it moved twords her, a figure apearing from the darkness. "I am lord damien" he said as he stepped from the darkness. His dark blue eyes hidden behind a curten of black hair. "and you where found uncontios on my grounds" he said plainly as he took a step forward his black galashes contrasting the creamy carpet as he put his pail hands behind his back. "and now I wonder" he tilted his head to one side so she could finaly see one of his eyes, the puple long and cat like "why?". At this Natasha stumbled back her eyes wid with suprise "what are you!!" she gasped as her back hit the wardrobe. Damien sighed and shook his head "that is not of importence, what is of importence is why are you here and what has happened to you." He shifted slightly as he moved a hand from behind his back and extended it. "but for now it is dinner time and I would apreciate it if you would join me" he smiled slightly as Natasha looked down at the hand. Carefully she stepped forward her dress clinging to her legs slightly as her bare feet patted on the carpet as she carefully took the hand.

Damien smiled and led her threw out the door and threw a labrenth of gothic halls. Natasha looked around at the delicate spider webs in the corner of each arch in the halls. Damien smiled as he fallowed her gaze. "they are my gaurd" he laughed as he opend a door.....................